Category: sleep

art, astute, anarchy

Today it’s three, three, three posts in one: ART I’m sitting in my bedroom, meditating. Scott is on Jonah duty. It’s morning, so that involves light surveillance while making coffee, breakfast. I hear a prolonged series of thudding, scratching noises…

cheetah vs. leopard, and painting

There are many things I am going to learn because I am a parent. Some will be related to parenting. Some will give me insight into myself as a person. Some will force me to grow. Some will be things…

improvements

Just a note to check in and let anyone who is still following our sleep travails know that the latest technique change is working. At the end of our newly refined routine, he’s down to about 45 seconds of Mommy…

crying

Add crying to our bedtime routine. Here we are, yet again. As of last night, daddy does bath, potty, teeth, books and bottles, and another potty. Then at 6:30-ish Jonah gets into the crib. “Lay DOW-UNN,” he says — no…

memory, ukulele

So this is how they get you. You buy your kid a ukulele (or your mother-in-law does, but how could she not — what with how cute he looked playing it in the store, how happy he was that it…

pancakes, sleep, axes

Mother’s Day! I asked Scott for Dutch Baby pancakes. I was having a craving, and I found this recipe up on the internet and it looked easy enough (a second site recommended doubling the butter, which I recommended to him.…

bedtime (un)routine, with zoo animals

The bedtime routine continues to take on complex variations, additions, flourishes. Tonight the boy required that he be covered in two pillows, one on each side of him, nearly on top of him, while he lay on top of me,…